Whirlpool: Genre Undetermined

The giant whirlpool appeared under her feet as she was floating downriver, and she was in it before she knew what had happen ed. She figured it out pretty quick, though, and was swimming for the bottom of the hole as fast as she could, hoping the current would pull her out of it before she drowned. Getting back to the top was impossible. Around her, she saw confused fish and waterfowl being whisked around in circles. She thought she saw another couple of people, too, though she couldn't figure how that might have happened. It seemed improbable in the extreme, and yet, there it was. There were people there, in here with her, and they didn't know how to get out. They kept trying to go for the top of the waterhole, and that, of course, was impossible. She didn't know if they saw her and followed her or not. As she got close to the bottom of the waterhole and her breath started to give out, she saw other people who had tried to reach the top until they drowned. Their waterlogged eyes glared at her from the walls as they whirled in circles. She would have shuddered if she had the energy. Instead, she--

Inspiration: "How to Survive in Whitewater Rapids After Falling Out of Your Raft"
Story Potential: Low
Notes: What a weird little metaphor/dream/entirely surreal experience.